Lexx: Maroon Lust | By : lexxfan4life Category: G through L > Lexx Views: 1341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Lexx and don't make profit from them. This story is for fun. |
It’s now Monday, September 7th, 2009. It’s Labor Day and the day before school starts. Prince checks into school a day early to review his new schedule. US History for 1st and 2nd period, US History honors for 3rd and 4th period, a free 5th hour period and AP American History for 6th and 7th period. A simple schedule. Now he has to spend time looking over his list of students, so he can give out assigned seats alphabetically. He thinks mostly about how many students will fail his Honors and AP classes. He wasn’t known to be the nicest teacher, but also the most difficult to learn from.
Some students are surprised to find themselves passing with D’s and F’s without Prince’s knowledge. But, will get to that later.
He turns on his laptop to check his mail. What do you know. An email from the mysterious Clusterlizzy. He’s thinking “She’s 17. A shy one at that and easy to emotionally hurt. She has no idea what she’s getting into.” He first decides to mess with her. Play with her mind.
Prince to Zoey: You want me to give you the chance to see if you’re interesting? I’m sorry, but that line doesn’t work on any teacher as infuriating as me. You haven’t met me, so you don’t know me or what I’m capable of. Tomorrow is also the first day of school. If I have you for any of my classes, before lunch, lets see if I still make you weak in the knees. Don’t reply back until then.
That same day, Zoey does get this email. She would have until tomorrow evening to reply back to him.
It’s now Tuesday, September 8th and the first day of school. Shortly after arriving in the school lobby, Zoey is greeted by her only and best friend, Lizzie Wilson. Lizzie’s mom is a beautician that likes to dye her hair in pastel colors. Lizzie’s hair happens to be light blue. Both new Juniors that are about to learn their own class schedules. They both read their schedules, to each other, and find out that they have two classes together. Spanish Two and US History honors. 4th period History with Mr. Prince, that is.
Zoey couldn’t wait to see Mr. Prince. A man who happens to be her History teacher. Around 4th period, she and Lizzie were the first to enter the classroom, but wasn’t in the room. Not yet. Mr. Prince finally came into the room as the seats started to fill up. Zoey’s eyes were fixated on his surprising figure. He wasn’t the Roman statue figure she hoped for, but 40 pounds heavier. She looked turned off to try and not give herself away to him.
As he assigns seats, Zoey was placed alphabetically in the first seat in the first row and Lizzie in the first seat in the last row. He then starts out by saying “I’m gonna give you the rules of this classroom. This is an Honors class, so I expect homework assignments to be thorough and handed to me when I expect them. I grade you upon your answers. Attendance here replies to the same as other classes.” He cuts off and says “You know, this should be an easy class for you all. Besides, you heard the rumors about how difficult I can be. Do right, and you’ll shall see my good side. But if you choose to act immature and fall asleep in my class...let’s just hope it doesn’t come to that. I have zero patience for absentness, bad attitude and slackers.”
Just before the bell rings to switch classes, Mr. Prince’s last words, for the day, were “By the way, don’t even think about trying to argue with me either. You’ll never win. See you all tomorrow for your first homework assignment.
As Zoey sits down for lunch, she’s surprised to see that Lizzie shares the same lunch period with her. They sit across from each other to talk about the infamous Mr. Prince. Lizzie hung her head in disappointment when Zoey tells her that Mr. Prince is hot. Lizzie, then points Zoey toward the hothead, letterman jacket wearing jocks telling her “You see, Zoey, those guys are the definition of hot and Mr. Prince is not that.” One of jocks, from a distance, has a mohawk of blonde hair, tall and bad ass. This particular jock is her sister’s boyfriend, Alex Prince.
Alex isn’t the type that’ll date just anyone. Zaina has a spot on the cheerleading squad and best friends with his sister, May Prince. Zaina would provide May with the juiciest of information to spread around school. Zoey couldn’t wait until the end of school to email Mr. Prince. She secretly took out her iPhone 3, from her purse, to check her messages. She sends a message to Mr. Prince.
Zoey to Prince: Turns out that I do have you for class. Looks like I was luckily enough to get you for 4th period. I think this year will be interesting. Even though it’s the first day of school, I wasn’t yet convinced that you’re one of the toughest teachers in the school. Looking forward to my first homework assignment.
Prince just happens to be checking his email during his free period and sees a message, from Clusterlizzy, pop up in his inbox and reads it.
Prince to Zoey: Oh, I’m looking forward to the homework assignments I give you. Once I figure out who you are, I’ll make sure to give you the extra work. You want the the real me, I don’t think you can handle the real me, cause you seem like the type to frighten easily. I just hope you are smart enough not to perceive me further.
When Zoey got home from school, she was happy to check her messages and read Mr. Prince’s reply. Well, she did take Honors classes this year, cause of the challenge to her mind. It seems like Mr. Prince wants a challenge. Will she be able to withstand his forces or crumble beneath him. To test this theory, she was gonna have to out herself out to Mr. Prince.
It’s now Wednesday, September 9th and the 2nd day of school. She and other students were seated before the “beginning of class” bell rung. She took a few deep breaths, cause she was nervous. While Mr. Prince wasn’t looking, she got out of her seat and began walking up to his desk, where he was seated. He had happened to look up at the same time she had nervously tripped over her own two feet and fell. Should would have landed on her face, but her hands caught her fall. Just about the whole class laughed at her fall. As she used Prince’s desk to rise to her feet, her cheeks were red from embarrassment. Not as embarrassing as the devious, but angry look she received from Prince.
That night, before going to bed. She had finished all of her homework before emailing Mr. Prince.
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